Chapter 277: Dan Yuanzi, someone has been waiting for you for a long time

"Is this all the skill you have?"

"Why do you dodge!"

"Are you even worthy of body cultivation?"

A series of sharp shouts exploded across the plains outside the mountain.

A massive figure, stepping on clouds and chasing the moon, continuously bombarded the existence in front.

Under Wang Yuan's bombardment, Lu Rong was forced to retreat continuously.

The ancient armor covering his entire body was beaten until it crumbled inch by inch.

Even though black smoke continuously spewed from his body to repair the armor, after a few breaths, it still became tattered.

The cracked patterns were like the parched earth.

Under Wang Yuan's bombardment, they appeared so fragile.

"Why!"

"Why is there an existence whose body cultivation has reached such a level!"

"This person's ferocity is simply incomprehensible!"

Lu Rong's heart and mind were shaken; he resisted with all his might time and again, yet he was defeated and forced to retreat time and again.

His face flushed red, and fresh blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

"No, this won't do!"

"His body cultivation realm is above mine; I cannot defeat him using body cultivation methods. I must use the Fire God Smoke Gun."

With a shift in his thoughts, after forcibly enduring a strike from Wang Yuan,

he used the force to retreat dozens of zhang, and that pitch-black smoke gun appeared in his hand once again.

Without any hesitation, he held it in his mouth.

Not far away, the five-meter-tall giant stopped and looked at him with a cold sneer.

A thick finger pointed out, seemingly slow but actually fast.

"You practice Qi cultivation, you practice body cultivation, yet seeing you cannot win, you change your tune mid-battle. What kind of Dao are you even practicing!"

Following that pointing finger, a blood-red burst of energy shot out.

Lu Rong's heart and mind trembled; he was just about to make a desperate gamble and unleash a strike with the Fire God Smoke Gun.

However, from the corner of his eye, he discovered a seven-colored long spear flying out from Danxia Peak, heading straight for him.

That terrifying momentum made his heart and gall split.

The movement in his hand couldn't help but slow for an instant.

It was this very instant!

When he came to his senses and attempted to condense the power of his magic treasure, that blood-colored energy had already pierced through his brow.

The Fire God Armor, capable of resisting high-grade magic treasure flying swords, had no power to resist at all and collapsed directly.

He widened his eyes and fell to the earth, dying with his eyes wide open in resentment.

In his hollow pupils, a seven-colored long spear paused above him for a moment before continuing to fly toward the distance.

Wang Yuan glanced at that long spear, his soul seemingly trembling.

"Is this an array master who prepares in advance and waits for the enemy at their leisure?"

"Under this strike, could I withstand it?"

"Fortunately, it's a friend, not an enemy!"

Wang Yuan could feel that Elder Min Longyu had the intention to help him just now.

Moreover, it had indeed distracted Lu Rong, preventing his final magic treasure strike from condensing.

Otherwise, with his current massive size, he wouldn't have been able to dodge it and would have had to take it head-on.

Even if he could withstand that strike,

he would have been severely injured afterward.

He had originally prepared a fighting style of trading injury for life, but now he remained unscathed.

Without hesitation, he shrank his size and flew toward Lu Rong's corpse.

And behind him, streaks of blood snakes hissed and emerged.

He had said he would grant Lu Rong the most glorious death, so he had to fulfill it.

"Merge with me!"

Muttering, Wang Yuan seemed to transform into the King of Ten Thousand Snakes, letting the blood snakes drill into Lu Rong's corpse.

Not long after, the blood snakes, having grown in size, flew back as if they had eaten their fill and drilled into Wang Yuan's body.

That streak of blood-Qi wolf smoke became visibly thicker by thirty percent!

……

One mile outside Danxia Peak, there was a stretch of undulating foothills.

It was the junction between Danxia Peak and the plains outside.

Because of the terrain and spiritual energy, this stretch of foothills had never had any utilization value and had long been abandoned by the Luo Tian Society.

Yet today, it exerted the value it should have had.

The sky was filled with water vapor and mighty waves.

Amidst the crashing sound of waves, Duan Feng stood atop a crest, wielding his long sword, with a rattle hanging from his waist.

This place had become his home field!

The He Luo Sword and water-type spells were used interchangeably.

The combination of tool and technique was his Duan family's secret art.

It was no longer purely using magic tools or spells, but utilizing magic tools to amplify the power of spells.

Otherwise, with his Foundation Establishment First Layer realm, it would have been impossible to contend with the Foundation Establishment Second Layer Fairy Miaoyu.

But even so, his current state was definitely not comfortable.

Swish!

Amidst the waves, dust threads shot out suddenly.

Duan Feng's expression changed slightly, and he patted the rattle at his waist.

Dong dong!

The moment the sound rang out, a deep blue water shield blocked his side, and the dust threads were blocked.

Whoosh!

"Found you!"

Duan Feng's thoughts shifted, and his long sword slashed fiercely toward the rear.

The waves parted, revealing a graceful figure.

Fairy Miaoyu's face showed a cold sneer; she rolled her horsetail whisk, brushing away that sword light.

Boom!

The sword light struck the foothill plains, emitting a huge sound.

Fairy Miaoyu felt the battlefield constructed by the opponent, and cold sneers appeared on her face repeatedly.

"Your fighting methods are not bad."

"First using assassination techniques to severely injure me, then using the advantage of the home field to delay and suppress; the coordination between spells and magic tools is even more exquisite to the extreme."

"It's just a pity that you are, after all, only newly entered into Foundation Establishment, with thin spiritual power."

"How much longer can you sustain such an offensive?"

Facing these heart-piercing words,

Duan Feng's expression was somber, as if it could drip water.

The spiritual power on his body was indeed running low.

However, he could not retreat.

If such a person were allowed to kill their way into Danxia Peak, his family and friends would suffer a devastating disaster.

He absolutely could not accept that.

With a shift in his heart, a mid-grade spirit stone slid into his palm.

Fairy Miaoyu watched this scene, her expression changing slightly, "You actually intend to directly absorb the spiritual power in the spirit stone? Do you want to destroy your Qi Sea?"

"I cannot retreat!"

Duan Feng looked at her coldly, about to absorb the spirit stone in his hand.

Suddenly, a voice transmission entered his ears.

His expression shifted, and he put away the spirit stone.

Seeing this, Miaoyu laughed dumbly, thinking he was a man of iron bones who would never retreat.

After all that, he was just a coward.

Seeing the opponent swell his entire body's spiritual power, intending to make that final strike, she also put away her smile.

A silk handkerchief flew from her waist, shrouding her entire body.

"Block this strike, and you will only be left for me to slaughter!"

Duan Feng acted as if he hadn't heard, discarded his long sword, held the rattle, and shook it continuously.

Wave after wave of spiritual power surged from his body, blessing the rattle.

The waves that had dissipated all around surged again.

Layer upon layer, they stacked and flew toward Miaoyu.

Three Overlapping Waves of the Vast Sea!

"This move again!"

"Repeating the same old trick is useless against me!"

Miaoyu sneered, the silk handkerchief bloomed with layers of light, blocking the crashing waves.

The horsetail whisk in her hand was taut like a sharp sword, waiting only to block this strike before taking the opponent's head.

Clatter!

When the final wave fell, Duan Feng fell to the earth, exhausted, gasping for air with big mouthfuls.

At this moment, he couldn't squeeze out even a shred of spiritual power.

Inside his Qi Sea, it was empty.

Even the massive spiritual energy cloud that usually transformed into spiritual liquid had dissipated without a trace.

After this battle, even if he could survive and go back, it would take several days to re-condense the spiritual energy cloud before cultivation could continue.

His gaze fell on the woman who appeared after the water mist dissipated.

"Elder Min Longyu, don't let me down!"

"Out of tricks? Then wait for death!" Fairy Miaoyu sneered, shook the horsetail whisk in her hand, and was about to unleash a killing move.

However, the next moment, a seven-colored long spear broke through the air.

It was as if a rainbow from the sky had fallen into the human world.

Swish!

Fairy Miaoyu's expression was panicked; three thousand dust threads waved continuously, and the silk handkerchief defensive magic tool was driven to the extreme, blooming with light.

However, that seven-colored long spear treated it as if it were nothing.

Like a knife cutting through tofu, it broke through layer by layer.

Boom!

A violent explosion, as Duan Feng expected, exploded as if it were a matter of course.

"Hall Master Duan, collect the spoils of war and return to Danxia Peak quickly!"

Elder Min Longyu's spiritual sense transmission came again.

Duan Feng did not hesitate; he stood up with difficulty and walked to the side of Miaoyu's corpse.

The opponent had long since perished, with no breath left.

"What a pity, the storage bag is actually broken; the harvest of this battle is greatly discounted."

He picked up the horsetail whisk and the tattered silk handkerchief, picked up the opponent's corpse, and headed straight for Danxia Peak.

When he returned to the mountain with difficulty, he happened to meet Xing Zonghan, who had returned severely injured and was being treated by Murong Qinglian and her people.

"Fellow Daoist Xing, you seem to have won quite tragically!"

Xing Zonghan grinned, "With a great revenge avenged, it doesn't matter if I die."

Duan Feng shook his head; once upon a time, he and the other party had the same mindset.

It was just that now he was a man with a family, and he couldn't be so reckless.

Nodding to Feng Xia beside him, he stepped into the central hall of the Luo Tian Society.

"Is everything alright with Wang Yuan?"

"He might have suffered some minor injuries, but it's nothing serious. I need to manage the array to guard against those spying from outside. Take this jade pendant and transmit a message to the President, reporting the current situation!"

After speaking, Elder Min Longyu paused.

"Can you do it?"

Duan Feng swallowed a Harmony Qi Pill and smiled knowingly.

"No problem!"

While the two were talking,

several miles away from Danxia Peak, figures were as silent as cicadas in winter.

They had been watching the great battle just now from start to finish.

No one expected that five Foundation Establishment cultivators joining forces wouldn't even be able to step into the mountain gate and would all perish outside the mountain.

This made their thoughts of taking advantage of the chaos to go in and loot disappear by more than half.

Someone suggested:

"After this battle, the Luo Tian Society's Foundation Establishment cultivators must be exhausted; should we..."

"Don't even think about it, they still have backups."

"Look!"

On Danxia Peak, a screen of misty light slowly unfolded.

Ten thousand rays of rosy light surged from all directions, setting off the mountain peak that towered into the clouds as if it were a dream.

……

"Are you truly going to be our enemy?"

"No!" Luo Chen's expression was solemn, "It is you who want to be my enemy!"

By the side of the Qinhua River, a torrential rain poured down.

But this rain came quickly and left quickly!

In that somber atmosphere, it was unknown when the wind stopped and the rain ceased.

In the sky, there was even a seven-colored rainbow bridge spanning beyond the green mountains.

Even though the rain stopped,

the atmosphere remained tense; Luo Chen seemed to have forgotten to put away his oil-paper umbrella, still holding it over his head.

Facing Luo Chen's refusal to budge, Hu Changxi only felt it was quite tricky.

"Big brother, why waste words with him?" Hu Changnu said frantically from the side, having a strong urge to kill his way in.

He didn't believe that Luo Chen could stop the three of them.

Hu Changxi shook his head, still unwilling to waste spiritual power on Luo Chen.

He could feel that the number of cultivators watching from all around was increasing.

Among them, the number of Foundation Establishment cultivators had already reached double digits!

Among them, there was no lack of mid-stage Foundation Establishment existences.

If the three brothers suffered any losses, they wouldn't be able to contend with mid-stage Foundation Establishment powerhouses in a complete state.

"Luo Chen, I will ask you one more time, are you really unwilling to retreat?"

"Long-winded!" Luo Chen spoke rudely, as if he didn't look down on the three of them at all.

Being scolded like this, Hu Changxi's expression also turned cold.

"You don't care about Lu Rong and the others, but what if we add the Geng family siblings? That Geng family patriarch is a Foundation Establishment Third Layer existence. If he kills his way into Danxia Peak, who in your Luo Tian Society can stop him!"

Hearing this, the cultivators watching from both banks were shocked.

This Hu Changxi had actually put so much effort into plotting to seize the Li family's wealth.

Not only did he collude with Lu Rong and others, but he even gathered the Geng family, who had a grudge against them.

It was unknown how many benefits he had promised.

Luo Chen should be unable to sit still after hearing this news!

Once he left, the three Geng brothers could enter and take over the Li family. With the three of them joining forces, these loose cultivators would probably find it hard to get a share of the spoils.

However!

Hearing Hu Changxi's words, Luo Chen raised an eyebrow.

"I've discovered that you are repeatedly advising me to leave."

"I am doing this for your own good!" Hu Changxi said.

Luo Chen looked at him with a half-smile, "Then if I go back now to deal with Lu Rong, Geng Lie, and the others, won't they come looking for trouble with you later?"

Hu Changxi's expression stalled.

In their previous private collusion, he had indeed promised to kill Luo Chen on this side of the Qinhua River.

At the very least, he had to hold him back.

"It seems your alliance isn't very reliable!"

Luo Chen shook his head, his hand already holding a sound-transmission jade pendant at some point.

"I'm very sorry to disappoint you all."

"All the invading enemies have been wiped out by my Luo Tian Society; not a single remnant has escaped!"

Hu Changxi was completely stunned.

"How is that possible!"

The two brothers beside him, Hu Changnu, cursed loudly, "Do you not even have a method for bragging? With just those few cats and dogs in your Luo Tian Society, you can stop so many Foundation Establishment cultivators!"

Hu Changle sneered, "It's fine to lie to us, but it's meaningless to lie to yourself."

Regarding their disbelief, Luo Chen just smiled.

He had no intention of defending himself.

Putting away the sound-transmission jade pendant, holding his umbrella, he said without looking back:

"The funeral continues; don't miss the auspicious day for Fellow Daoist Li's burial!"

The funeral procession, which had been frozen in place, became restless upon hearing this.

Everyone cast their gaze toward the current Li family patriarch, Li Yingzhang.

Li Yingzhang stared at Luo Chen's back, then gritted his teeth.

"Continue!"

He held the spirit tablet with both hands and advanced toward the direction of the designated cemetery.

As the funeral procession advanced, Hu Changnu couldn't hold back.

"Big brother, why waste words with him? That old dog is about to be buried."

"We couldn't do anything to him while he was alive, how can we let him rest in peace after he's dead!"

Li Jinhuang had died of old age.

For those with no hope for the Great Dao, this was already considered the most decent way to die.

Even though the Hu brothers came for profit, that heart of hatred had absolutely not been extinguished.

"Luo Chen!"

This time, Hu Changxi no longer called him President Luo, nor Fellow Daoist Luo.

Instead, he called him by his name directly.

"You will regret your stubbornness today!"

Luo Chen looked at him calmly, "I don't know if I'll regret it, but just the three of you aren't worthy of my attention."

"If we aren't worthy, what about Dan Yuanzi?"

Just as Hu Changxi finished speaking, a streak of light sped over from downstream of the Qinhua River.

The spiritual light dissipated, and an old man stepped on a flying sword, looking at Hu Changxi with displeasure.

"Didn't we agree that you wouldn't need me to take action?"

Hu Changxi was helpless, "I didn't want to waste too much effort on Luo Chen, so I had to ask you to take action."

"Hmph!"

Dan Yuanzi snorted coldly, "That medicine field will belong entirely to me from now on, and I also want ten percent of your earnings!"

Among the Hu brothers, Hu Changle was somewhat dissatisfied.

But Hu Changxi agreed.

The longer it dragged on, the more troublesome it would be.

Who knew, it might attract a late-stage Foundation Establishment powerhouse!

By then, all their hard work would have been for nothing.

Dan Yuanzi lowered his head, looking down at Luo Chen.

"Junior, you shouldn't have..."

"Dan Yuanzi, is it? Someone has been waiting for you for a long time." ===== CHAPTER 278 =====